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Pondering, rather thrilled, they threaded their way through the desert of rock and rushing water back to the hotel. The sun was shining warmly for a moment, and he felt happy, though his finger- ends were bleeding a little from the ice.
'But one day,' said Hannele, 'I should love to go with a guide right up, high, right into the glacier.'